Thankful...

I'm thankful for so many things, but in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I always like to recap. It doesn't much change from year to year, but it bears repeating:

... my children, for they inspire me to be my best self. They make me happy and hopeful each day, regardless of what else is going on in my kingdom.

... my circle of friends, for they are really so much more than anyone could ask for. I hope I'm half the friend to them as they are to me.

... my job because, despite the craziness at times, I do what I love and therefore love what I do. It's such a gift to be passionate about your work. Even with other offers on the table, I am reminded of just how fabulous my team is and how life without them would be a whole lot less fun.

... laughter, which I still see as not only good medicine but also life's loveliest music.

... the days when my body cooperates and even the days when it doesn't; for it's in the days when it doesn't cooperate that I realize how very fortunate I am to have days when it does. That makes being able to do whatever I can do (no matter how slowly, painfully or carefully I must do it) all the sweeter.

... Dove Dark Chocolate Promises with Peppermint Bark on Top; this is, obviously, self-explanatory.

... my crackerjack doctors who have the patience of saints when it comes to likely their most challenging patient. I am, indeed, a royal pain, yet they are so good to me.

... my sense of humor and ability to never, ever take myself too seriously. I can't imagine how much of a struggle life would be without this gift.

... insight, perspective and gut instinct; for when I think carefully about people and events and listen to my head and heart, I am thankful for the gift of clarity.

... the things that make my house a home, things which can be neither bought nor sold, the invaluable intangibles.

... giggling children, good wine, great music, puppies, kittens, and various other little things that make me smile big smiles. For in little things, there is joy.